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minhosimthings · 9 months ago

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I dont know if you accept a req now but... fresh grad worker! (jake or hyunjin) × ojt student y/n. Y/n was assigned to (jake or hyunjin) to train her but yn like riding (jake or hyunjin) in his swivel chair. (Jake or Hyunjin)'s work desk cubicle is in kinda hidden in the corner. (cockwarming, cowgirl, softdom!(jake or hj))

Me quedo Mirandote || 18+

Pairings: Hyunjin × fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, 18+, thigh riding, degradation, 1% sir kink because I can, orgasm control eyy, cock riding, unprotected sex (zont zo it), mention of blood, fingering, praise, semi-public sex, role-play ish situation?, Use of petnames 'doll', overstimulation, dom!Hyunjin, sub!reader, swearing, reader wears a dress

A/N: This was such a hot thing to write omg I love your brain annonie. Also I am shit at writing riding things so FORGIVE ME IF ITS NOT SATISFACTORY. Also for my beloved @astraystayyh (who is probably still stuck with Hyune's ponytail)

Never in a million years would you ever have thought that you'd be fixing your frizzied hair and ruined lipstick in your soon-to-be office's bathroom, but here you were, your lipstick three shades lighter and your white dress all ruined.

And no one would ever question how Hwang Hyunjin's shirt had the exact same lipstick shade stains on it. Why would they? A playboy never loses his instincts, even if he's freshly graduated and teaching the only on- the-job student with full responsibility.

The fortunate student being you.

And it wasn't to say Hyunjin wasn't fortunate as well. You were compliant, perhaps even exactly like him. He wondered how you had ever managed to get through your classes so well during the day and get through him during the cool intoxicating nights.

Another thing Hyunjin was fortunate to have was his "private office". And by office, he meant his own comfortably small cubicle, which was far away from the prying eyes of his co-workers. It was weird for a fresh out of school student to have his own cubicle, but he guessed that his workplace valued privacy to an extreme level, so much so that his "office" hid discarded red laces, tainted white silks and on the job students perfectly.

"And that's how you write up a summary for the graphs of the month." Hyunjin clapped his hands together, trying not to sound overly positive, as you stared dead eyed into the computer screen. Hyunjin had been explaining the concept to you for an hour now, and although you'd been standing resting your chin on his head, you were mentally exhausted.

"Doll, you doing alright?" Hyunjin cocked a brow at you, standing up to your level, arms going to your waist as if it was his daily routine. Well, technically it was his daily routine.

"Do I look like I'm doing alright?" You scoffed, eyes flittering between Hyunjin's eyes and lips, "Don't I deserve a promotion for all the work I've done Sir?"

Hyunjin's lips morphed into a slow smirk at your widened lamb eyes and your 'good girl' pout. His hands gripped into your skin tighter, as he leaned in closer, pressing a kiss to your neck.

"You're just a student Y/N. I can't give you a promotion so quick." He smirked into the nape of your neck, knowing what was coming next. How couldn't he? With how many times, his favourite 'employee' had begged on her knees to get a 'promotion'.

"But sir haven't I been a good girl?" You whispered, staring at Hyunjin's plump lips, "I even wore the dress you bought me." You motioned towards your clearly visible cleavage in your summer dress, one of Hyunjin's most favourite painting topics.

Your hands went up to his luscious locks of hair, which were tied up into a ponytail with two flicks framing his face perfectly. God, his hair was as soft as cotton, you thought, a complete contrast to how he behaved once you were suffocating his length with your pussy.

Hyunjin's hands slid down to your ass and pulled your hips against his body, your hand pressing against his desk. It made the dress you were wearing ride up your thighs, exposing your panties. His hot lips moved away from yours and down to your neck, kissing and gently biting the delicate skin. You let out a little gasp and arched your neck, it felt divine.

“Doll, with the way you're gasping now, I wonder what you'd do once I actually start with the usual." Hyunjin chuckled darkly, pressing a rough, carnivorous kiss to your lips, "fuck—be a good girl for me now."

Hyunjin pulled away from the kiss and sat back on his chair, leaning as prosaic as he could against it, and rubbing his hand over his thigh, ever so cordially inviting you over to him. Why would you ever refuse? It was your favourite place to be at any chance you got. Some days, that's the only place you wanted to be, on a hot lazy day, when you wanted nothing more than Hyunjin to shut up about presentations and slides and spread out his leg for you.

You manoeuvred yourself so that your covered but damp core met with Hyunjin's thigh, the hem of your dress gracefully swooped over his thigh, as you parted your legs enough to let your clit brushing against the fabric. The contact caused your mouth to fall open in a silent sigh.

"Already?" Hyunjin clicked his tongue, "That's sort of pathetic don't you think doll?"

From this angle you looked pretty to Hyunjin with your head thrown back, pupils blown out with lust and a prominent blush on your face. It made the animalistic side in Hyunjin, ravenous for more.

Hyunjin adjusted his position on the chair, your loud mewl made him chuckle and press a kiss to your forehead. You hands went up to grip his soft, ebony hair, which was tied perfectly in a ponytail. Well, tied perfectly, until you ran your hands through the follicles, throwing the hair band off, and continuing to grip his open hair tightly. Your grip made Hyunjin silently moan.

"Feel that?" He lifted a cocky brow at your pleasured expression, "It's just for you, doll."

Slowly you began rocking your hips back and forth, letting your clit get maximum friction against the clothed barriers. Your hands gripped at his shirt now tightly, leaving tiny creases all along as you chased your release.

Somewhere along the way, Hyunijn had abandoned his work and had turned all of his attention on you, gripping your hips harshly, digging marks, guiding it along his thigh while pressing open mouthed kisses along your shoulder and neck. The chair was creaking worse than a wooden bed, but there wasn't a care in the world for that.

Hyunjin's hands move up your thighs towards your hips pushing you harder against his thigh gaining more melodic moans from your mouth.

You rut yourself faster against him, moaning louder and louder until you finally reach what you thought was your peak.

"Hyunjin," you whined, his kisses descend even further down your body, lips at the top of your chest, eyes peering up into your desperate and pleading eyes.

"Fuck," you sigh out, when Hyunjin grabs your breast, lavishing it an equal amount of attention, his hands moving your hips harder and faster against him, your orgasm building swiftly at his actions.

"Beg for it darling." Hyunjin's sadistic smile hit your face, "Be a good slut, and beg for your cum."

"Hyune-fuck!" You moaned out as his thigh gave a little flick upwards, "please Hyunjin—"

"So desperate," he mumbles, tone laced with dominance, hands gliding across the back of your thighs, teasing you. "So wet," he adds, doing as you asked and sliding his finger across your clothed core, a sinful groan escaping you, head lolling back against.

"Come for me," he husks out, letting you fall over the edge with a guttural moan, back arching, as your legs trembled, hips rocking at the pleasure that filled you. A pleasant buzz consumed your body as you rode out the aftershocks of your powerful release, your body practically going limp on his thigh at the exhaustion of coming so hard.

Your chest rose and fell with every unsteady breath, as you steadied yourself on Hyunjin's thigh, leaning your head towards his shoulder, from how dizzy you were. Being a cowgirl really took a lot of energy from you.

As you were getting ready to stand up, you felt Hyunjin's arm grip ours tightly.

"So soon, pretty?" He pulls you in for a rough kiss, biting your lip, he could taste salty blood on them, "I'm not even half done."

“Come here,” Hyunjin demanded as he pulled your arm. You move around from the back of the chair as he pushes it out a bit from the table.

“Oh baby. Aren’t you just deliciously naughty?” he says as his finger slips in between your folds to find you positively dripping. “Is this all for me?” he asks as he starts to rub your clit in slow circular movements. The stimulation was killing you, yet you obliged, dumbly nodding along to Hyunjin's words.

“So greedy,” he whispers. He slips his finger from your pussy, his hands come up to your shoulders, and he pushes the dress off of them.

“Come here and sit on my cock,” he says with that lopsided smirk you love so much.

Lifting yourself up a little, you line him up with your entrance, and then you sit back down and let him slide into your wet, needy pussy. Filling you so perfectly. Stretching you completely. You slowly sink down onto him, as he grips your waist harder, holding you down.

“You can take it.” He moans out. He slowly pushes himself in a little more, and you swear you hear him whimper. You cry out, laying down on his chest.

“Shit!” He goes inch by inch, and you groan louder and louder as he fills you out.

"Fuck,” Hyunjin groans. And then you start to move. Slowly, up and down. Your hands rest on his hair for leverage as you bounce yourself on his cock.

Your tight grip on his hair makes Hyunjin throw his head back slightly, his eyes almost rolling to the back with the sheer amount of pleasure he was recieving from your hands running through his locks.

"Fuck—baby keep doing that." He mumbles, not even sure if you've heard it, you probably did as was evident from your now tighter grip, your fingers dancing their pretty ballet through Hyunjin's velvety hair.

Hyunjin grabs a tight hold of your hips, and he lifts you up a little before he starts to thrust up into you. Harder and faster than you managed. Pounding into you over and over.

"Fuck—Hyunjin!" You gasp, a little louder than usual, "touch me—please." Your begs elated Hyunjin, how could he refuse? He shakes his hand from your hip and presses his fingers to your cunt.

His motions on your clit are as frantic as his thrusts into you. Pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

And with a final buck into you so deep that he nudged your cervix as his thumb pressed down on your clit, you both cum. Hard and fast.

Your hips gyrated harder, until the spurring had come close; hot liquid squirted on his cock. The orgasm rips through you at such intensity that your eyes roll into the back of your head, and you scream out his name. His cock twitches as his cum spurts inside you.

Hyunjin tilts his head to rest on your chest as he tries to catch his breath, and he moans out your name. You kiss him softly at the top of his head. Your fingers are raking through his hair as you try to calm your own breathing down to normal.

"You've made such a mess." Hyunjin chuckled, pressing his forehead to yours, "my messy girl."

"How about those graphs now, Mr Hwang?" You asked, a tint of cockishness smeared in your voice.

"Graphs?" Hyunjin laughed, gripping your hips again.

"We're not even a quarter done yet, doll."

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desi2go · 10 months ago

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Sick days

pairing: sick!Hyunjin x reader

Warnings: fluf

Summary: You imagined your day off differently. But taking care of your sick boyfriend was even better.

Being with Hyunjin was like a soft breeze that played with your hair and kept the busy thoughts away from you. It was like a sunset at the beach. The bright colours were exciting but calming. Every day was a new adventure, a new story.

As a nurse, you dealt with a busy and hectic schedule and Hyunjin was always there after a long 12 hours shift to bring you comfort. Like a breeze his fingers brushed through your hair as you hid your face in his neck, trying to get the annoying smell of disinfection out of your nose.

He was your safe space. Whenever you felt down or self-conscious, he grounded you and build you up. As an idol, he always worked ambitiously to perform the best for his beloved STAY. Even though he was exhausted, he makes sure that you are okay and looked after you at the end of the day.

He texted you, that today's practice would run late and you shouldn't wait for him. You just came home from your long shift and it was already 11 pm. You hoped that he wouldn't overwork himself and come home quickly. You quickly changed out of your work clothes and jumped under the shower. Then, you cleaned the dishes from the morning due to the missing time because nearly overslept. Luckily, you had managed to get to work in time but without a breakfast.

You figured that your boyfriend would be starving when he will get home, so you ordered takeout.

You yawned and cuddled further into the couch with a blanket draped over your lap as you watched your favourite TV show again. Well, you loved to watch it with him.

Hyunjin came home in the middle of the night. The clock in the hallway said that it was long after midnight and he felt terrible. Today's practice was a pain. It seemed like everything he did was slow and forced. There wasn't the usual easy flow, the balance and the melody didn't took over his body. It didn't guide him and that was frustrating, especially since the comeback season starts soon. He must give everything and more for his friends and STAY.

After he slipped out of his shoes, he walked into the living room just to see you on the couch. Your hair that was once in a neat ponytail was now all over your face and your head leaned against his pillow that you must have stolen from the bed. He chuckled quietly and quickly showered. Then, he kneeled in front of you and brushed some hair strands out of the way. Your nose scrunched and you stirred awake.

"Hello my love. Were you waiting for me" he whispered as your sleep driven eyes blinked at him and a small smile danced over your pretty lips.

"Yeah, I ordered takeout for you" you answered and rose from your snuggly place to stretch out your sore muscles. As much as you loved that couch, that you two bought together after moving in, the bed was way more comfortable. He pecked your forehead and went to heat up the food.

You followed him and cuddled into his side as he ate his food. You were sleepy and just enjoyed the warmth of your personal human heater. From time to time he cleared his throat.

"You ok?" You asked as he did it again. "Yeah, just drank less water while practicing"

You grapped him a bottle of water and a glass. You can imagine that sport made your throat pretty dry especially when you dance for hours.

...

The next morning you woke up in an empty bed. Jinnie was already up and probably at the company. It was your day off and on those days even though you were an early riser, you sometimes enjoyed sleeping long. As a nurse, a good sleep was rare.

With a good mood you danced through the apartment and cleaned it. You checked Jinnies schedule that he had sent you in the past so that you always know where he is and can easily visit him.

Maybe you can watch him practice with his group later in the afternoon since it was a rare occasion due to work. He always loved when you support him. It only makes him more ambitious and hyped he had told you. And the other boys adored you. Especially Felix, Hyunjin's best friend or soulmate like they often state, was fascinated by you. Maybe that's because you lived until you were ten in Australia and then moved with your family to Korea.

He was also the first member Jinnie introduced you to. As his best friend, he knew from your relationship from the beginning and when he finally met you, he was even more convinced that you were the perfect match for Hyunjin.

But also Seungmin was like a brother to you. From the first moment you met the younger boy, you liked him with his cheeky attitude and the sweet toothy smile.

You figured that you should buy the whole group something to drink when you went to the studio. On the way, you stopped at a café and ordered drinks. You just sat in your car once again with the drinks on the passenger seat, when Felix called you.

"What's up, Lix?" You asked and started the car. "Are you coming to today's practice?"

"Yeah, on my way right now. Why?"

"I think Hyunjin is sick. He is totally pale and already vomited"

"I'm coming. I'll be there in 10" you answered concerned. You knew Jinnie. Whenever he is sick, he wants to keep going. He just works him to death because he won't admit that he was ill and needs to rest.

Balancing the nine cups in both hands, you managed to go through the security that already knew you and bid you politely hello and and took the elevator to the floor where the studio was. You already knew the way there after walking it hundreds of times.

In the hallway, you could already hear the music and the squeaking of the shoes. With a foot, you pushed the door open and yelled a greeting over the loud music.

Seeing the drinks in your hands, they quickly scrambled to you in no time and helped you. You spread them and you all sat down. Happily, they drank like they lived in a desert with no water at all.

They all were already sweaty and chatted.

Jinnie kneeled beside you with his americano in one hand as he layed his head against your shoulder.

"Hey baby. Is everything ... was that a shudder?"

You asked him. His clothes were wet with sweat but occasionally he shuddered like he was cold.

Concerned, you placed your drink beside you and touched his forehead to feel how warm he was. And he was warm, it felt like his skin was burning under your touch. A shudder jolted through him again.

"Are you feeling bad? Can it be that your sick Jinnie?" You asked and brushed a stray hair strand back out of his face. Your eyes danced over his pretty face. He was indeed pale.

He just shook his head and murmured that he will go to the bathroom quick. The first steps were staggering but then he felt suddenly nauseous and covered his mouth and paced through the room to get to a washroom. You had observed that and jumped up to follow him.

You found him in the bathroom, kneeling in front of the toilet, vomiting. He gagged and emptied the contents of his belly. You sat next to him and rubbed his back while his body tensed up with each gag. You brushed soothingly through his wet hair.

Drained out, he leaned against the bowl, taking shaky breaths.

"It's okay, baby." You cooed.

You helped him up after some time and he got rid of the disgusting taste in his mouth through rinsing it out. Some tears ran down his cheeks as he breathed heavily.

"Everything alright?" Chan asked as you two walked back into the room.

"You look like shit" Seungmin stated and continued sipping on his drink. "I'm okay" he answered with a hoarse voice. You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

"Definitely, you didn't just puked your guts out" you said ironically.

"I told you he was ill!" Felix shouted and rubbed your boyfriends shoulder.

"You should rest. You can't dance when you're ill" Chan told him.

"Come, let's go home and rest" You exclaimed and circled his waist with one arm.

Only after the whole group literally forced him to go home, he followed you quietly to your car. You opened the door for him and went to the driver seat to take your poor boyfriend home.

The whole drive was completely quiet as Jinnie rested his head against the window and tried not to get nauseous. He felt bad for leaving practice. With the new comeback, he didn't want to disappoint his fans, his friends and you. Especially not you. You were the most important person to him and you should be proud of him so when someone asks you about him, you should be proud to say that he was your love. That was all he wants.

As you parked the car, you turned to your boyfriend. He was still pale but the nausea seemed to fade. His eyes were closed and even though he looked exhausted, he was like an angel. So beautiful. Though with his newly red dyed hair he looked more like a devil. Just the sweet horns and the tail were missing.

You rounded the car and opened his door. His eyes fluttered open and you smiled. Like a puppy, he followed you to your apartment while you carried his bag.

Unlocking the door, you let him in and took your shoes off. You leaned his bag against the wall.

"Wanna take a shower first?" You questioned because he was still sweaty due to practise and he shouldn't catch an even worse cold. He nodded and went through the hallway to the bedroom to get some comfy new clothes. Meanwhile, you let some water in the bathtub and searched for the bath oil that helps with colds. Immediately, the bath was filled with the smell of eucalyptus and sage.

You gave your boyfriend a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll cook you something light. If anything happens just say something and I'll come" Patting his hair, you leaved the room and started looking through your refrigerator and the kitchen cabinets to see if you had all the ingredients.

Fortunately, you got everything for a chicken soup. You brew a chicken broth with the meat and in the meantime you chopped leek, carrots and celery. Then, you added them to the pan and brought the noodles to boil.

The soup was nearly finished as Hyunjin returned. He circled your waist with his arms and layed his head on his shoulder.

"What's up, baby? Feeling better?" You asked and stirred the soup another time. "Yeah, a bit. Smells great, honey"

"Thank you" He let you go as you turned around to face him. Gently, you touched his forehead to check if he got a fever. And he was indeed burning up. From a cabinet, you took a thermometer and measured his temperature.

"You have a fever, baby" you stated and send him to bed so that he could rest.

Soon, you filled a bowl with soup for him and brought it him along with some medicine against the cold.

He sat up and slowly ate the food. You hoped that he could keep it in his stomach and he didn't need to vomit from it. And he definitely shouldn't take the medication without some food in his belly.

When he was finished, he took the medicine.

"Thanks, honey" he said and gave you a tired smile.

"Wanna watch our series?" You asked and quickly brought the empty dish in the kitchen. You will clean them later, now you wanted to spend time with your love.

He agreed and you took your laptop with you. You jumped beside him under the warm comforter and placed the laptop next to you. You started your current kdrama and cuddled further into the cushion.

Some time passed and Jinnie still held some distance to you. Usually, he would be all over you by now. Slightly, you turned your head and observed your boyfriend. His entire body was under the comforter with only his head out and concentrated on the screen.

"Everything alright?" You asked and he turned his attention to you.

"Yeah, just a bit cold"

You lifted your arm and signalled him to come to you so that you could function as his personal heater.

He shook his head and murmured. "Don't wanna infect you"

You heart swelled at how he still looked out for you. A loving smile danced over your lips.

"Come honey, can't let you freeze. I'll heat you up" Finally, he came closer and layed his head on your chest while his hands caressed your hips.

You touched his forehead to check if his fever was still high. But the medicine seemed to finally kick in. Then, you let your hands travel to his red dyed hair and combed through the silky strands.

He sighed and closed his eyes, enjoying the physical contact.

"I'm sorry" he mentioned after some time. "What?"

"I'm sorry for ruining your day off. You already have enough patients to care for"

"No! You didn't ruin anything!" You held his head in your hands and caressed his cheeks.

"I love to take care of you. In fact, I love to pamper you"

"I love you" he answered and let his hands run up your sides.

"I love you too" you told him and placed a loving peck on his forehead.

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orchid-mantis-petals · 1 year ago

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When Home Becomes You

| I have no idea how to use this app. Please bear with me as I learn.

/ Day one of this. I forewarn I have a busy work schedule post will be vastly irregular.

/ These boys have saved my life this year. Other writers have aided in that love for them (fictional and non)

/ Genre: fluff, (for now)

/ Warnings: swearing. Changbin kinda swears a lot here. Minor injury. Anxiety. Chapter one in LONG (sorry..)

/ Summary??: Mistakes happen, all the time in fact. He knew that, his team knew that. The dancers, staff, managers, security, to heck you get it they all knew mistakes happen. So Changbin didn’t understand why this mistake, this small error had begun to eat him up since the moment it happened

/ reminder: this is a work of fiction. I love these boys but nothing I or other writers depict is true about them. Also please don’t steal my work took a lot of courage to put this out here 👀👀

Mistakes happen, all the time in fact. He knew that, his team knew that. The dancers, staff, managers, security, to heck you get it they all knew mistakes happen. So Changbin didn’t understand why this mistake, this small error had begun to eat him up since the moment it happened. The concert was great, the usual adrenaline acted as added fuel to their jet lagged bodies. Something about America, or International STAYS was different. To him it was the air, crisp, maybe a touch dryer than home. Yet so refreshing. Rehearsal had gone fantastically, best they’d had. Everyone was on fire. Hyunjin was giving his all even just for practice. So when the concert began and the roar of the crowd could be heard as the intro began he was ready. His body bristled with anticipation, the desire to do his best flowed into his core.

Changbin allowed himself one more moment to hear his beloved STAYs before he settled his in-ears into place. His focus dived, almost tunnel like as he stepped foot onto that stage. He felt alive, every nerve ending lighting with the familiar choreography. He didn’t, couldn’t think he just existed. A space where everything in him felt on yet off. So beyond anything he could ever explain. The thrill of doing something he loved so purely. Then it happened. This one small moment. As one song drifted into the next they were on fire, he’d have to admit out of this tour he loved this performance best. STAYs made him feel so raw and so alive. His opening for My Pace began, he knelt down at the forefront of the stage. Carefully he leaned close to see the crowd at the rail. He did this every concert. With a smile beaming ear to ear he wished he could hear the crowd could hear his STAY. Then in a flash that joy was gone, one single misstep. A dancer fell out of their line, and that’s all it took. The next thing Changbin knew was a blur of movements. In order to catch himself he aimed for a set speaker to his right, missing entirely as he tumbled down off the stage. The momentum of his body sent him right for the railing the crowd stood at. Screwed wasn’t really the word he was looking for at that moment. But it’s entirely what he felt. Screwed.

Hands grabbed at him in all directions as he felt the cold metal rails meet his torso. Gods he loved STAY, but they were unnerving sometimes. The seams of his stage costume began to make a horrid sound. The clambering of hands that grabbed at Changbin began to become overwhelming. Soon he was being dragged over the rail into the crowd. Panic began to creep into him. How in the hell was he going to get out of this?? Suddenly he was yanked back, his body pulled from the hands of the crowd. When he looked up he sighed with relief, a familiar body guard had yanked him free of the people by his collar. When he turned back to look at the crowd there was this woman. Small in stature. Her entire being a guard between him and the wound up crowd of STAY. Then she turned hair whipping in its low ponytail as she gestured to him to get back. He took two steps but his eyes never left hers. “Changbin!!” The call of his name drew his attention away from her. Back to the stage. Chan was there hand over the edge. He took it getting back up performing like it had never happened at all.

Just like that he was back under the hot lights of the stage rapping his heart out to his beloved fans. The same fans that so quickly tried to eat him alive. An exaggeration sure, but he couldn't describe how else the feeling was. People pulled him left right, his body entirely out of his own control. If it weren’t for the body guards he was sure he would have been swallowed up by STAY. Daring a glance back he saw her again. It was remarkable, maybe she wasn’t that small. But there wasn’t much mass to her. Not like himself or the 6ft tall body guard that had yanked him free of the crowd. Shit he’d been staring too long, way too long. She noticed her head whipped around, her dark eyes met his. Changbin felt his breath catch in his chest as she stared back at him, her head cocked to one side. The way her hair swayed reminded him slightly of a puppy discovering something new. Then she spoke, her lips drawn tight before she mouthed something. He must have made a face, because she repeated herself and he understood.

“Are you okay??” she had asked, or really mouthed. A strange bubbling filled the pit of his stomach as he gave her a sheepish smile and nodded. It was pure adrenaline that had kept him going on that stage. As they exited he was still high off it, his feet bouncing left to right he wanted, no needed more. The energy was felt between them all, each of the 8 men buzzed with the after show high. They all sobered up a little as a dancer filed into the dressing room head bowed deeply as he apologized to Changbin for his mistake.

“No sweat, just watch yourself next time. Keep your line. I’ll be more careful too,” as the dancer slipped back out Changbin shook his head pulling the hem of his stage shirt loose from his pants. Half of them were already undressed when a soft knock came at the door. It wasn’t familiar to him. Their managers usually “knocked” as they entered, waving at them to hustle up. Dancers were usually louder, for they knew the boys always had a high volume rate. So this knock was new, gentle, and almost unheard among the banter of the room. Strangely he heard it loud and clear. Shirt in hand he walked over swinging the door open to find her..Under the dark stage lights he couldn’t really see her. Too bright over his face, and the house lights always dimmed for their stage. But here, in the warm fluorescents he could see you. To his surprise he had to look down. It was ever so slight but his chin tipped further to the floor to look at you, take you in.

One of your hands was still raised to what he presumed was to knock at the door once more. It lowered at the sight of him coming to fold at your chest. Shit, were they too loud?? Had you come to ask them to shut up..Yeah that wasn’t happening. Your stance was wide, feet shoulder length apart keeping your balance even. A stance he knew well from all his weight training over the years. Your eyes met his looking up through the hair that sat over your face. That look, a look many had given him before, a look many will give him again. But when you did, when you looked at him like that, the deep chocolate color stole his breath. A shiver wracked his spine. He swore in that moment no one had ever looked at him like that, never before, and never again will they. Not like you had irises cast slightly up in your rounded eyes, brows furrowed just the tiniest bit. “Uhh,” he gathered undignified..Shit he probably needed Chan. No chance in hell did you speak Korean, and there was no way he was going to fumble his way through English to try and speak to you. That was a given. So he had to will himself to look away from you, away from your pretty face to get his leader just to speak to you. Gods he wanted to speak to you. Just as he built up the courage to turn his face away and call for Chan you spoke.

“How’re your ribs??” you asked..in Korean. Well shit. Looks like he can speak to you..that was a surprise. A quite pleasant one in fact.

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lavenderbexlatte · 3 years ago

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Sometimes I want to pat Hyunjin on the head and tell him he's doing well. Other times I just want to hit him. Hyunjin’s like my little bro 😂

hyunjin is...perhaps my most precious and gently beloved kpop boy 💕 i want to make him breakfast and put his hair in ponytails for him.

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[FANCAFE] 200819 - Happy 2 Years with LOONA From Heejin: “Orbits! It’s Heejin. ❤ We, Loona, have already reached our second debut anniversary! Time passes so quickly.. I also think, what did I even do for time to have passed this fast? ㅋㅋ Whenever this time of year comes around I feel relief like, “Ah, we’ve arrived safely this year again”, and when I think of Orbits who have stuck with us until now, I’m so grateful. After all, we can celebrate our anniversary together each year because we’ve all been running together and not by ourselves, right? These days I often feel gratitude for each of these little moments. And you’re even more precious because there are always expressions that I can’t say fully in words… My ever so beloved Orbits! Thank you so much for celebrating Loona’s second anniversary with us!! I love you. ❤”

From Hyunjin: “To Orbits: Hi~! Orbits, it’s Hyunjin. >_From Yeojin: “Orbits~!! Hi, it’s me, Yeojin!! Everyone’s doing well, right? The weather’s gotten really hot lately so I’m worried about Orbits a lot, and because I’m worried I miss you even more. ㅜ The reason I’m writing this letter is! Because we, Loona, have reached our second debut anniversary!! Through these two years we’ve had lots of tough times, and lots of happy times and emotional times too, and I think it’s such a big blessing that I could share each of those moments with Orbits! Thank you so much for always being with us, Loona. I’ll make sure to be a Yeojin who repays you even more!! Please keep taking good care of me, Orbits, I love you. ❤” From Vivi: “Happy, happy birthday to Loona. 🎂🎂🎂 Thank you for wishing us a happy second anniversary! I think I’ve received much love and lived happily thanks to Orbits being by my side for these two years. I’m so disappointed that I can’t see you much these days, but I hope everyone will be healthy and happy. The more time passes, the more more more our pretty members and Orbits feel precious to me. So through this letter, I’ll send love to the members and Orbits. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ I’ll always miss you and love youu. 😚😚😚 See you soon. 🌙🌙🌙 💗 VivV. 💗” From Kim Lip: “It’s Loona’s second debut anniversary. :) We have lots of anniversaries and Orbits like that more, right? I like it too because we get lots of days to give Orbits news! Because ordinary days become special anniversaries for us. 🥰 One time recently I sank into my thoughts while watching the rain. While listening to the rains soounds I read a book, watched a movie, and took some time to think a bit more about myself. Orbits, how have you been spending time? Thinking time is good, but let’s not think deeply for too long of a time! I miss Orbits so much.. 🥺 We’ve put in lots of effort for two years but I think there are a lot of things we haven’t been able to show you yet. You want to see lots of diverse sides of me and Loona, right? Forget two years, let’s be together for 20 years, 200 years! Love you. ❤ Again, a heartfelt thank you to the many people who celebrated with us. ❤” From Jinsoul: “Hello, Orbits, it’s Jinsoul. 💙 You’re doing well, right? It’s already been two years’ time since Loona debuted! We’ve laughed a lot and cried a lot in that time, and those memories have built up, and I feel that that time has become even more valuable and precious thanks to Orbits being with us. I’m so thankful and I hope we’ll see each other for an even longer time to come. 💙 Looking forward to even better times! And my members! Honestly with each passing day, you feel even more precious to me. Fighting to us, so that we can climb steadily to the highest place! Love you. 💙” From Choerry: “Orbits!! Today is the second anniversary of Loona’s debut!! Kya-a-a. Thank you so much for cherishing and loving us for two years! 🎉🎊 When I think of Orbits when I’m tired and exhausted, I automatically get energized and I feel like I could fly around the practice room about 100 times! It’s raining a lot these days too, be careful not to catch a cold everyone. ㅠㅠ For me, lately I’ve been having more hobby time watching movies or dramas with the members in the dorm! If I get the chance later I’ll recommend you movies or dramas I’ve enjoyed~ Thank you so much for celebrating Loona’s secondary anniversary, and I say this all the time but let me say it again today! Orbits!! Always love you and miss you. 💜😘” From Yves: “Hello, Orbits! This is Yves. 🍎 It’s already been two years since we, Loona, have debuted. To be honest, I’m not one to place a huge meaning in numbers, but today feels a little different. From the moment we debuted as a full group — the joyfulness, sadness, happiness and regrets, and countless more emotions I can’t describe that were shared together with Orbits, have all one by one made me who I am now. To our Orbits ✨ who allow us to feel various emotions like this, and making me feel grateful for every moment, thank you so much. 😭 I love all Orbits, no matter where you are or what you look like. I will repay you with even better images in the future! Be together with me. ❤” From Chuu: “Orbit. ❤ I can’t beleive it’s already our second anniversary. Every performance, promotion, fanmeeting, broadcasts during this time have al seem to flash before me. I thought of this as a short time, but contrary to my thoughts I’ve shared many things with Orbits. 🌈 Although I don’t know how many things will unfold or what will come up in the road of Loona’s future, I want to look forward to the road Loona will walk on in future! And I want to decorate the road we walk on with Orbits. 😌 Of course, a future that’s just pretty would be nice too, but even if we’re a bit clumsy, or have trials and errors, or lots of hard times, I want to create a future that is enjoyable because we can always be together. ❤ Will you be with me and Loona in the future too? ☺ To me, Orbits are my pride and become my confidence. Thank you! Next time I will bring better words than thanks. 🙏🏻 Thank you.” From Go Won: “Hello, hello! This is Go Win. Orbits, what day is it?! It’s Loona’s second anniversary~~~ 🥳 It’s already been two years since the ponytail Go Won who yelled, “You can’t get tired!”. The time together with Orbits is so nice that just thinking about it makes me feel like time flies by. Orbits, out of all of the days we spent together, when was your favourite?! For me, even just calling Orbits’ name and laughing together makes me really happy. 🥰 I really, really miss you guys lots, our Orbits. ❤ I’m always thankful and I love you. ❤” From Olivia Hye: “Hello, Orbits! I’m Olivia Hye. With our members and Orbits! We were able to celebrate our second anniversary so I’m glad! I want to show performances as soon as possible, and I want to meet Orbits through fansign meetings. And our members, you have worked hard! While we’ve been together for these two years, which you could call a long or short amount of time, it’s nice that it feels like we’ve been able to understand each other best. Lately I’ve been thinking each and every one of you is preicious. I trust that we will have even better days in the future, and let’s work hard in the future like we do now. Our members, and our Orbits, I’m always thank for all of you!”

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krackheadkulture · 6 years ago

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The Mysteries of Hogwarts | Stray Kids Hogwarts AU

CHAPTER 2: PRANKS AND PREJUDICE

“What should we do now?” Hana spoke as she stared at the carefully crafted lime green ceiling of her beautiful Slytherin common room, resting on Chenle’s shoulders. She sighed and turned her eyes to her friend. “Who have we not pranked yet?”

“If you count the number of people that are still remaining in Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, a lot more to go,” Chenle replied with a smile; his light green hair moving slight across his forehead as he spoke. “But we should be proud, Hana. It has only been a couple of days since we came back to school and look at what we have accomplished: Jeno holding a cauldron of slug slime to Potion class and using the cauldron to get the entire class slimy, Jeongin carrying a Muggle’s cooking book to Transfiguration class and accidentally cast a spell from my book after we modified it during Potions class.”

Hana laughed quietly as she remembered all those moments. “But what happened in the class? I wasn’t there to witness any of it because of…” She drifted off and frowned.

“Don’t worry, he only made everyone in the class vomit slugs after directing the spell everywhere else except his cauldron,” Chenle replied with a smile as he patted Hana’s head.

“But,” Hana sat up, restless and stared at Chenle. “We have yet to prank any seniors yet. This is the perfect time to finally start our pranking year again!”

“Did I hear someone mentioning pranking again?” This new voice managed to turn both Hana and Chenle’s head at the same time. The common room was almost empty so it was easy to identify whose voice it was.

“Yes, Minho,” Hana gave a sweet smile at the boy walking through the entrance into the common room with Changbin trailing behind him, obviously looking distracted.

“Then what plan do you have up on your sleeve and to who?” Minho asked, taking a seat next to Hana. Curiosity shined in his eyes. “If you have no one to think of, I can help you.”

Hana parted her lips. “I was thinking of-“

“If you are thinking of Chan or Woojin, I will never forgive you, Park Hana,” Changbin finally spoke up after a couple of minutes sitting quietly next to Minho. “I will be killed by Woojin, you know that.” He groaned. “He has made it extremely clear that I have to take care of the Slytherin kids… especially the two of you.”

Hana frowned. “Dude… you’re not fun anymore,” she pouted. “What happened to the Seo Changbin I knew, the one who used to love playing pranks?”

“He’s long gone after the prefect position took over him,” Minho sighed and ruffled Changbin’s hair, not getting a reaction. He poked Changbin’s cheek before turning back to Hana. “I’m in if you’re in. I can help you distract Woojin.”

“And I can help you distract Changbin,” another voice added in.

Hana whipped her head to the entrance again and her eyes widen. In front of her stood someone she has least expected to join her conversation, Hwang Hyunjin, the heartthrob and most popular boy in Hogwart’s history. He smiled slightly as he combed his dark hair to the back of his head, walking towards the group. He walked up to Changbin and slung his arm around the boy’s shoulders as he dropped next to the prefect.

“Who wouldn’t want to distract this little prefect from his job after being so busy these past years?” Hyunjin commented and leaned on Changbin, not breaking their eye contact. “I’m in if you are.”

“Since when have you decided to join us?” Minho asked, tilting his head at the newcomer.

Hyunjin looked up from Changbin and smirked at Minho. “Boredom from girls… and some guys screaming and chasing after me but mostly just missing my little best friend,” Hyunjin replied and stared back at Changbin. “Who started this whole idea of pranking anyways?”

Minho looked and Hana and patted her head. “This little genius over here and her sidekick.”

“Hey! I’m not her sidekick! I’m Hana’s partner in crime!” Chenle rolled his eyes and nudged his best friend. “Right, Hana?”

Hana’s eyes had never left Hyunjin ever since he had come into the common room, distracted by the sixth year’s beauty and his features. Chenle’s nudge was a reminder that she was not alone now.

“Huh?” Hana broke free from her daydream. Her words came out slurry than what she expected, earning a couple of small laughter in between her group of friends. “Our plan?”

Chenle stared at Hana disappointedly and shook his head. “Nevermind, let’s just start our plan for our beloved Gryffindor Quidditch captain.” And smirked again.

“What’s up with you today, Park Hana?” Haeun asked as she walked beside the Slytherin after their final class together: Defense against Dark Arts, Haeun’s most favorite subject and Hana’s most disliked subject. “You’re looking too cheerful today throughout the entire class. I thought you hated Defense against Dark Arts?”

“I did and I still do,” Hana replied. “I just can’t help thinking about something I did and I’m basically just excited!”

“If you mean pranking again on any of our classmates, I will never forgive you, you know that?” Haeun sighed. “You have no idea how long I took to comfort Jeongin over the slug-vomiting incident. He was blaming himself about how everyone is going to hate him and the punishments he was going to get, not to mention Andrea has also been affected. Yoonmi had to basically stick to her side 24/7.”

“And you’re not curious about how not Chenle or I did not get affected,” Hana frowned, suddenly looking down.

“Hana, Chenle and you are the masterminds of the plan and of course you wouldn’t harm yourself if you planned this,” Haeun rolled her eyes. “And I know that you were called from Potions class by Hagrid because you made Fang run away during your detention taking care of him. Why did you not tell Hagrid or anyone else after that?”

“Because I couldn’t care less for that cowardly dog?” Hana raised her eyebrow and started laughing. “And all I did was drop his food in front of him.”

Haeun sighed and rolled her eyes, tugging on her ponytail. “Not to mention you dragged me out of my Astronomy class. Yoonmi was so confused.”

Hana tilted her head as she stared at Haeun with a smile. “But anyways, let’s forget about the past, shall we? And just… move on-“

“PARK HANA!” a thunderous voice made its appearance on the corridor the duo was walking. Haeun stopped dead and whipped her head quickly to search for the voice. It took almost no time to find the owner of the voice since many people were already familiar with the voice, including Haeun.

Bang Chan stopped in the middle of the hallways, soaked wet from head to toe. His Gryffindor Quidditch outfit stuck to his body, outlining his sculptured body. His blonde hair fell flat over his face, partially covering his eyes. His eyes filled with anger as his body quivered with rage.

Haeun whipped her head back to her giggling Slytherin friend. “Park Hana, you did not!” She hissed, gasping in shock.

“This is not a good time to talk, Hwang Haeun, run!” Hana replied with a smile as she wrapped her fingers around Haeun’s wrist, pulling the Ravenclaw with her.

Haeun groaned as she started to run along with Hana, successfully dodging everybody in her way. She thought she could get away from the raging Gryffindor Quidditch captain smoothly with Hana until she saw two Ravenclaws walking side by side, completely engaged with whatever they were talking about. They did not appear to realize they were in the middle of a runaway and, leaving Haeun nowhere else to turn to.

“What do we do now, Miss Smarty,” Hana groaned when she saw her obstacle.

“Why must I always be the one to decide?” Haeun shot back, pushing back her circle glasses onto her nose and observed the two boys in her way. “Okay, fine. I’ll roll in between them and you will jump over them okay? You can jump high enough right? Well, there’s no more time to think anymore, you better not jump on me or I will break all your bones.”

Hana laughed once again and as they reached the two boys, she released Haeun’s wrist and jumped over the boys at a frightening height as Haeun immediately tumbled in between the small gap the boys have left and stood up, only to be pulled by Hana again.

“I hate you,” Haeun gasped as they continued to run. “Take the right hallway right after we pass this one and get into one of the rooms as quickly as you can.” Hana understood quickly and pulled Haeun into the hallway she had pointed out before jumping into the closest room she could find.

Hana jumped into the room and Haeun followed closely, closing the door immediately as soon as she entered, to only be pressing her face onto the door.

“Park Hana, this room out of all the other rooms?” Haeun groaned as she tried to turn her head to her friend but it was impossible to do in this small room that Haeun had chosen.

“You chose the room, sweetheart, now stop complaining. You’re not the only one suffering,” Hana replied as she took deep breaths while giggling.

“What did you even do to Chan anyways?” Haeun asked quietly as she pressed her left ear on the door, trying to hear if Bang Chan had passed them yet.

“Placed a bucket of water in the Prefect’s bathroom,” Hana replied.

“And? I know that’s not all,” Haeun said.

“Anti-dry spell as well?” Hana added. “With the help of Minho.”

“And how did you get the password to the Prefect’s bathroom?”

“Maybe if Chan or Woojin haven’t decided to say the password out loud in the middle of the empty corridor assuming that no one can hear them,” Hana shrugged.

Haeun sighed and shook her head. “You know, nevermind, but don’t you ever try to include me in any of your-“

She never finished her threat when the door twisted open immediately, letting light stream into the small space. Haeun fell as soon as the door opened (and from Hana’s push), falling straight into someone who had opened the door.

Haeun screamed as she closed her eyes, falling straight down and heard a groan from underneath her. She slowly opened her eyes and gasped at the person she had fallen on. She was looking into the eyes of one of the Ravenclaws that she had rolled under. His almond eyes were also looking at her as his dark hair fell back, revealing his forehead. She quickly scrambled away but fell once again on him.

“We just wanted to tell you that the coast was clear… but we did not expect you to fall in the process,” a voice spoke from above. Haeun looked up to find the other pair of the Ravenclaw duos standing next to her. He chuckled as he offered his hand to Haeun, which Haeun gratefully accepted, pulling the girl up from his friend.

“Is the coast clear?” Hana asked, stepping out of the small closet and sighed in relief.

“Yes,” the boy who had helped Haeun up replied. He scratched his light brown hair and stared at the two girls again. “May I ask what the two of you were doing, just in return of us helping you by diverting Chan’s attention?”

“Thanks,” Hana replied and ran away immediately, not bothering to reply the confused Ravenclaw and leaving her friend behind with the other two Ravenclaws.

Haeun stared speechlessly at her friend and sighed immediately. “We-we, I mean, s-she was playing a prank on Chan. And I am so sorry but I have to go after her now!” Haeun started to walk sideways as she explained and took off in a hurry after she finished her short explanation.

The two Ravenclaws stared at the distraught girl as she disappeared past a corner.

The light brown haired boy smiled as he watched Haeun’s figure disappeared and helped his friend up. “She’s cute,” he smiled before making his way down the opposite side from where the girl went with his friend.

It was the morning of the next day when Haeun decided to walk with Yoonmi to the dining hall for breakfast. She was still red from the experience she had to go through just yesterday and she could not help but think of how embarrassing she was.

“She did what?” Yoonmi’s eyes widen as Haeun explained what went down yesterday. Haeun wordlessly nodded her head as her eyes focused on the floor as she walked.

“How did you not hear about it, Yoonmi? Chan is basically in your house and everyone around us has been talking about it,” Haeun replied in a low voice.

“I was in the dorm, trying to master this transfiguration spell that you can probably understand in a minute but soon gave up because I was tired.” Yoonmi rolled her eyes and yawned. “Too tired to think, too tired to study, too tired to gossip, and I still can’t get the spell at all.”

“I’ll help… you if you… want,” Haeun nodded her head at every word that came out from her mouth. “Yeah… I can… help.”

Yoonmi grabbed the Ravenclaw by her wrist and forced her to look into her eyes. “Haeun, you did nothing wrong okay? It’s all Hana’s idea and you’re not going to be punished for that.”

“Yeah right, being the mastermind to help her escape the wrath of Chan,” Haeun smiled weakly. “Can’t wait to see myself in detention.”

“And probably you will see me there with you,” a voice cut in as the person slung his arms around Haeun’s shoulders. Haeun looked up and scowled in disgust, suddenly getting all her senses back.

“Please get away from me, Minho,” Haeun stopped and pushed Minho’s arm away from her shoulders. “We never include you into this conversation and never will.”

Minho pouted slightly before smirking again. “Aww, what’s wrong with me? I was just trying to cheer you up as you wouldn’t be alone during detention. Besides, everyone that gets into detentions are all losers, especially Loser Chang.”

“Including yourself!” Yoonmi snapped. “Also, Andrea’s not a loser and she will never be. You are the loser here.”

“Oh no!” Minho gasped sarcastically. “I am hurt by your word, Yoonmi! Do you want to see what I can do to Loser Chang?”

“Don’t you dare touch her!” Haeun growled as she stared at Minho dead in the eye. “If you ever say something bad about her, watch what I can do to you!”

“Minho, stop it already,” Changbin approached the trio along with Hyunjin trailing behind him. “Can you stop messing with other people just for fun? It’s annoying and can’t you see Haeun and Yoonmi’s faces? They are in a bad mood and you being here is not helping them at all.”

“Normally, I’ll side with you but I agree with Changbin. Mess with someone else for the time being, Minho. Have you forgotten that you’re talking to a Ravenclaw as well? You know very well that she can pull a spell right up at you and you will be knocked out for at least a couple of days,” Hyunjin added in.

“Excuse me, Hwang Hyunjin. This Ravenclaw apparently has a name too,” Haeun snapped and rolled her eyes. She glared at the three Slytherin before shaking her head and grabbed Yoonmi’s wrist, pulling her away from them.

“Nice work, Minho,” Hana appeared next to the three Slytherin shortly after the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor had left and rolled her eyes. “You pissed Haeun off.”

“And you did not?” Minho shot back at the younger Slytherin.

“There’s something you forgot about, Minho. I’m her friend and you’re not,” Hana glared at Minho. “But how did you managed to piss her off that quickly? Even I can’t.” And with that, Hana sighed and walked away from them.

CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3

#stray kids #stray kids imagines #straykids #stray kids hogwarts #stray kids hogwarts au #bang chan #kim woojin #Lee Minho #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmin #yang jeongin

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